C86 A Godlike Man

In the night he stood in the middle of a group of thugs, his cold eyes sweeping over the girl.

After a moment of anxiety, he returned to being calm, as cold as an iceberg.

He took a step forward, and the dozen or so men holding sabers actually subconsciously took two steps back. None of them were not frightened by the aura on his body!

Absolute cold, cold, cautious, terrifying!

Such a gaze